Tang Ke looked around with his cell phone, and kept pressing the elevator going down from the fourteenth floor. The rapid footsteps were getting closer and closer to him. He was going crazy, and he kept praying to the Buddha for blessing.

When Qiao Wan arrived, he saw this anxious scene in front of him. It looked like there was a real evil ghost chasing him behind him.

The enthusiastic Qiao Wan smiled and asked in a friendly manner: "What happened to you? Do you need help?"

When the man saw her, he pressed the elevator faster, as if she was the evil ghost. No, the man clearly regarded her as an evil ghost, and shouted at her fiercely: "Don't come over, don't eat me, I..." "

The elevator door opened at this moment, and he almost fell in. He stared at Qiao Wan in horror and continued to press the elevator frantically.

Qiao Wan touched her face speechlessly. She is such a beautiful girl, what does this person mean? It's rude to call her a ghost when you see her.

The elevator door closed, and Qiao Wan became angrier as she thought about it. She turned around and walked back muttering, "I want to help him with good intentions, but I'm crazy."

Returning to Ji Chi's door, he stood inside the door and stared at her resentfully, with an aggrieved expression.

Seeing her handsome boyfriend, her mood suddenly turned from cloudy to clear. She raised her hand to rub his furry head, "What's wrong?"

Her boyfriend felt aggrieved when she left her for such a short time. He really couldn't leave her for a moment.

Ji Chi shrank back and said, "Don't touch my hair."

"Just touch him!" Qiao Wan took the next step and directly held his head and ravaged him.

The fangs on both sides of the mouth grew secretly. Ji Chi was like a puppy that was provoked by its owner but tried to restrain itself. When he was about to show his vicious nature, Qiao Wan hugged his neck and pounced on him. Full of arms.

The fire was extinguished in an instant and was about to start. Ji Chi felt itchy and uncomfortable. She always felt like this...

"Dear Ji Chi, it's very late today. I'm going back to bed." Qiao Wan looked up at him, liking him no matter how much she looked at him.

Ji Chi hugged her waist tightly, his eyes showing attachment inadvertently. He had eaten enough today and could bear to stay with her for a little longer.

"Listen to five more songs... no, four..." He thought for a while, then cautiously, "One, please listen to one more, okay?"

Qiao Wan shook her head, "Not good."

She gently touched his Adam's apple, "You've listened a lot today, so you have to take good care of your voice. I'll go to bed early and get up early, work hard, and make you fat and white. Look at how thin you are..."

The hand holding her loosened, and Ji Chi guessed that she was probably tired of it, or that she didn't really think he was good at all, and was all lying to him. She and those people...

Qiao Wan slapped him on the head, "Are you thinking about something in your head?"

His thoughts were disrupted, Ji Chi said: "Do you not like my music at all?"

Did she secretly hate him in her heart, but she was just afraid that he would eat her, so she was nice to him?

"Nonsense! You are the best, and so is your music." Qiao Wan slapped him roughly before, and the next moment she gently held his face to coax him, "The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow I have a day off, okay? good."

"Forget it, I'll take you out for a walk after a long hard vacation. It's not a problem for you to stay at home all day..."

Before she finished speaking, Ji Chi bent over and buried his head in her neck. She said that he was the best, even though she knew he wanted to eat her.

He deserves to die.

A cool touch came from the nape of her neck. Qiao Wan tilted her head and leaned against him, and said softly: "Okay, okay, I'll come back early tomorrow, okay? The boss said I'll be promoted to a full-time job in advance if I work hard." Months later, I will buy you a mobile phone so that you can find me when you want and sing to me at any time."

Qiao Wan was very confident. With her ability, it was only a matter of time before she became a rich woman. This small game of hundreds of thousands was not won by her just saying it.

At that time, let alone the mobile phone, she also wanted her boyfriend's music to be heard by the whole world.

Who makes her boyfriend so good and handsome? She, Qiao Wan's man, must be pampered.

"By the way, whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you tomorrow."

Ji Chi greedily sniffed the alluring aroma that spread from her body all the time, and once again couldn't help but confirm to her how important he was in her heart, "You."

Qiao Wan: "I'm serious."

The darkness in Ji Chi's eyes spread, and he stretched out his tongue to lick her skin, "If I say, I want to eat you right now, will you?"

Qiao Wan was silent for a while, "If you really want to, you can try it." Anyway, there is more than one way to kill Zaizai.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Ji Chi was excited. He raised his head buried in the crook of his neck and raised his lips with a smile:

"Tomorrow, you have to come back early."

He couldn't bear to eat her.

After returning home and washing up, Qiao Wan lay down on the bed. It was especially quiet upstairs today. Sure enough, when a person is in a good mood, everything goes smoothly.

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The elevator, which was rumbling and vibrating and flickering on and off when going up, now has bright lights and stable operation when going down.

Tang Ke huddled in the corner, his voice trembled, his eyes looked around, and he told the few people left in the live broadcast room what he had just experienced with lingering fear. He didn't even notice that the mobile phone signal was interrupted.

His body was getting colder and colder, and the elevator floor was descending as if time had slowed down. The little boy wearing a white lady's nightgown squatted beside him silently, staring at him like a mischief.

When he looked over here, a childish face so white that it turned purple suddenly broke into his sight. His pupils shrank suddenly, and before the loud shout filling his throat was released, the woman in red lurking above him suddenly pounced like lightning. Come on, bite him on the neck.

Skin and flesh were torn, blood foam flew everywhere, and the clean and tidy elevator instantly became a horrific murder scene. Red and white figures, large and small, pounced on people, eating like wild beasts.

The elevator stopped on the first floor, and the doors slowly opened on both sides. In the middle of the elevator, which was covered with blood splatters, lay a twisted corpse. The corpse's wide-open pupils were full of unbelievable horror.

The internal organs of the body were hollowed out, half of the cheeks were chewed off, and the arms and legs were almost only skeletons. The eater had obviously endured hunger for a long time.

The cleaning lady who was pushing the big trash can stooped over and put on plastic gloves. She stood at the elevator door and quietly observed the body for a while. Her brows above her slack eyelids were raised, as if she was puzzled by what was going on in the scene.

Has she been hungry lately?

No matter, being able to eat is a blessing, she should be happy.

In the end, she didn't think about it, so she dragged the mutilated body out of the elevator with great effort. After soaking the mop with water and dragging it several times, she wrung out the rag and carefully cleaned every gap in the elevator as if she were cleaning her own home. , and finally spray air freshener to complete the final work.

When she left, she kicked the cell phone that she had ignored on the ground. She bent down with her hands on her knees to pick it up and stuffed it back into the tattered pocket of the mutilated body.

She thumped her waist, she was getting older and her body was becoming less and less useful...